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Oct 2017
Eliot York, you bemoan poverty behind a plate of pricy pork, while
I eat Alpo with toothpicks taped together 'cause I can't afford a fork
or wine for a bottle stuffed with Q-tips because a wino tore the cork
while roasting a fruit dove, a raccoon, a cocoon of worms & a stork
that were caught in the slit-eyed ice that froze the tasty **** of BjΓΆrk
which transcends and debilitates simultaneously her ability to clork
with up to 60 foot pounds per square inch of thigh-fracturing torque
π‘Ίπ˜Άπ˜»π˜Ί π‘©π˜¦π˜³π˜­π˜ͺ𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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   Mike Robbins
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